Last week I got a call from the shop asking if I would like to go to Sylvan Dale to help out a couple other guides on a group trip. They said that all the people going were experienced fly fisherman and that it was more of a rules and regulation enforcement role as opposed to a guide role. They also told me that there would be some fishing for myself involved. So of course I went, right? I told him I would love to and jumped at the offer.
As the convoy of vehicles headed up towards the private ranch in Loveland, I jumped behind them on the north side of Longmont. We had a "great big convoy headed right towards that way". It was about a 30 minute drive form there and I think it just gave everyone more time to get their juices pumping.
When we arrived at the ranch we headed towards Daddy J's picnic shelter for some introductions and rules/regulation training for all the clients. Soon after I headed down the river, into a canyon, that you can only fish if you have access on the ranch, with three gentleman and it was indeed a beautiful morning.
We started on some micro-mays about 3-4 feet below the surface upon the recommendation of the shop guys who had been there the past few days. It produced a couple of quick fish for one guy and that was about it. We all changed up to different setups. I put on some RS-2's and pheasant tails below some hoppers and ants that really got the fish going. By noon we had all brought at least a couple to the net.
Soon there after, a few gentleman that had been fishing the private lakes all morning came and joined me and the guys that fished the river all morning went to the private lakes. I mostly ducked out of fishing the afternoon session mostly because I had reached that "satisfied point" in the day where nothing else matters; you caught fish, it was great, great day, what else you need? Get it?
However, the guys that did fish the river later weren't very adventurous and ended up just fishing one of the holes right by Daddy J's. They were using rainbow warriors and RS-2's and they were pounding those trout. I ended up tying on a Humpy and a pheasant tail just for fun, (I wanted some straight dry fly action), and it was great. I caught about 5 over the course of a half hour.
Soon there after everyone on the river called it quits. I went and met one of the other guides and drove over to the private ponds for some more fishing. I ended up only fishing about ten minutes and called it good. Not really my thing, the private pond and all but I do recommend it to those seeking to land into some huge trout in that setting.
Overall, just a great experience. I really recommend one of these group trips if you get the chance to sign up for one at Rocky Mountain Anglers next season.
Tight Lines!
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